Time hadn’t healed her heart as she had expected, but instead, had caused her even greater pain with each passing day. She was not well. She was feeling sick almost every day, but she never vomited. She figured she was just burning the candle at both ends, needing more sleep.

Most of the time she didn’t get home until two or three in the morning, falling asleep almost immediately, barely crawling in between the cold linen sheets.